In the morning women are at the river edge washing clothes, or morning dishes and preparing for the day. There are always clothes hanging to dry both on land and on the live-aboard boats that passed. The river is not only the highway system, garden plot, fishing ground and duck rearing area but also, for many, the only water source. Men might be brushing their teeth or bathing in the brown water next to someone working on their boat motor. Small businesses are intermingled with homes so you also see boats being loaded with goods for transport.

In the afternoon the women would be in their small boats harvesting or washing greens from the riverside gardens, bathing their children in the river or sometimes children were swimming or splashing in the river at play. Always lots of activity, this is the local highway and all types of boats were making there way to and fro, hauling loads of sand, bricks, hay or simply moving people.

We always waved and for the most part received a wave or smile in return, sometimes a strange look and sometimes two fingers in the air, the "V" that I think of as “peace” but others viewed as “victory” which makes perfect sense given our location but I will continue to think of it as a gesture of peace.